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He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? 

“Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” 

Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. 

“I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.”

Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. 

“Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.”

“Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. 

One side of his lips curved into a smile. 

“Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.”

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A woman alone in a man’s world. 

In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. 

A man punished for his pride. 

Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

Heart of Darkness

At first, when Skender woke up, he couldn't open his eyes. His eyelids felt glued together and he could barely lift his hand to rub them. He sensed Rayven's presence in the room who took notice of his slight movements.

It seemed like he called the other lords because soon he sensed more people in the room. They tried to wake him up, but he just couldn't open his eyes and their voices were distant.

"We should be careful and ready in case his other side wakes up." He heard one of them say.

As they continued to discuss and wonder about his current state, Skender was slowly pulled back into the darkness. When he woke up again, he made another attempt, and this time he was able to open his eyes.

He felt a damp cloth gently rub over his arm. Turning his head, he found his maid washing his body.

Bathing in bed? How long was he gone?

He shifted and she gazed up. "Your Majesty."

Pampered